Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"There is definitely a trap!"

The three people who had just jumped in also screamed strangely, and the other people parked outside looked at the middle-aged man with contempt.

"It's just a ground thorn, no big deal."

He placed his hand on a thorn that was pierced into the sole of his foot. Relying on his many years of experience in the organization, the middle-aged man immediately noticed that these thorns had barbs and could not be easily pulled out.

"Why did you stop?" Several people who had not climbed over the wall were holding on to the outer wall. One of them finally couldn't help it and raised his right hand: "How about going in through the door?"

"Idiot! Don't this family know such a simple thing? Look carefully!" The companion behind him immediately slapped him and randomly pointed at the iron fence between the walls: "There is a faint sound of electricity here, as long as If we touch it, it will be electrocuted into charcoal."

"In this case, wouldn't it be enough to just smash the telephone poles?!"

The man who was slapped was very unconvinced. He took out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at the telephone pole above his head and kept pulling the trigger. After five shots, the entire area darkened. Only the house in front of him was still alive. On.

"This is unreasonable! I obviously broke the telephone pole!"

"You idiot, with Kudo Yuji's income, he must have a temporary generator at home. With these few shots of yours, we have less time to act!"

The middle-aged man walked to the wall, reached out and groped on the lawn, pulled out several thorns in succession and shouted: "I have removed all the thorns in this area, you can come in!"

"okay!"

Everyone except Yumu jumped into the yard one by one, looked at the four people kneeling on the ground, knelt down and said: "Leave the rest to us, five of you, we can kill them right away! "

"Hurry! Sir Ireland's plan has not been informed to the boss of the organization. As long as Kudo Yuji is killed before he is exposed, the boss is unwilling to hand over the responsibility for Tokyo's finances to him. It will not work."

In the eyes of the organizer, Gin's management during this period was nothing remarkable. With the help of Kudo Yuji's "Edogawa III", even a pig in that position could make money for the organization.

So as long as Kudo Yuji is killed, won't Gin lose the way to get something for nothing, and can only obediently hand over the financial power to the capable Irish adults!
As for whether Irish adults will make money?What a joke, he used to be Mr. Pisk's adopted son. After watching pork for so many years, it should be better than the gin he just took over!
"But Gin doesn't seem to care about finances, but leaves all the money-making matters to his driver. Could it be that the driver is a genius in economics?"

When Yumu heard the middle-aged man's words, he asked through the wall: "If that's the case, killing Kudo Yuji would be meaningless at all. And I heard that the reason why Mr. Ireland wanted to kill Kudo Yuji so much was entirely because of Mr. Pisk's death. It’s about him.”

"Shut up! How dare Zhu Zian disturb the morale of our army!"

The middle-aged man noticed that everyone else looked suspicious, so he scolded Yugi loudly: "That driver looks stupid, how could he be a talent like you said! As for Kudo Yuji, how could an Irishman use his own selfishness to do this?" The mission must be arranged because there is something about Kudo Yuji that threatens the organization!"

"Where it threatens the organization?"

Everyone looked at each other, always feeling that he was talking nonsense.

"Yes, he must be connected with those boring secret service agencies, such as the FBI or Japanese police. Maybe he even knows the CIA and MI6!"

Seeing that these people believed his lies, the middle-aged man wiped away his cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

[What a risk, it almost came to light that Mr. Ireland really killed Kudo Yuji because of a personal vendetta.But even if they believe such nonsense, they are just a bunch of rookies. How can someone know so many national agents at the same time...]

"Only four people were stabbed by ground thorns. No matter what, just kill each one and count them as one. Anyway, there are other mechanisms..."

Leaning against the back door, Hiroki muttered. He looked at the positions of several people through the peephole that had just been reserved for the back door. He took out a square box with a knob from his pocket, slowly turned to the right, and the box appeared on the screen. The number kept jumping higher and higher, exceeding 42 in a few seconds.

"It's strange, do you feel numb?" The five people who have not been attacked so far and Yumu outside all looked at the middle-aged man in confusion, and found that smoke began to come from the top of his head, and what he said was unclear. After that, he jumped to the side suddenly, not daring to step forward.

"Hey, this is..."

"Yes, there are electricity on these ground thorns. If they are smoking... they are probably dead."

Putting the bazooka on the ground and looking inside, Yumu was slapping his chest and sighing. Fortunately, he didn't go in. He stretched his hand to the right, but when he didn't touch his bazooka, he was slightly startled and turned around.

"Hello."

A curly-haired man with a dark face greeted him. Just as Yumu was about to say a reminder, he felt two arms stretching out from behind to cover his neck, and his eyes went black.

"fainted."

As soon as Sato Miwako let go, she gently placed the man named Yumu on the ground. She watched the boyfriend opposite him take out a small silver box from his inner pocket, and then took out a syringe and a small bottle of unknown solution from it, with a look on his face. complex.

"Don't get me wrong, this is not torture to extract a confession, it's just the anesthetic I asked for from Dr. A Li before."

Matsuda Jinpei pumped a little, flicked the needle with his index finger, found a place to stick it in the back of Yumu's neck, and then slowly pushed forward.

"This way he won't wake up. Your method is still not safe." Matsuda Jinpei pointed inside gently: "You have to kill them first, and then go in and ask Usami and the others about Manager Matsumoto."

"Should we just shoot him into shock?"

Holding his chin, Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while: "Just do it. If you are punished, blame it all on me."

"But…"

Matsuda Jinpei is now the rising star of the Metropolitan Police Department. If he is fired from the Metropolitan Police Department under the pressure of the people because of this kind of thing, then...

"If I get fired from the Metropolitan Police Department, I might as well become a detective."

Just open next to Amuro Detective Agency, steal his business, and then pet his dog.Anyway, even Mouri Kogoro can be a detective for ten years, so there is no reason why he can't do it.

Matsuda Jinpei chuckled: "But before I receive the commission, I don't know if anyone is willing to support me for a while."

"Array..."

Sato Miwako slowly approached her and discovered her purpose. Matsuda Jinpei touched her face and then blackened her girlfriend's face.

"You really don't know anything about style!"

Controlling the volume, Miwako Sato rolled her eyes at him.

"We need to clearly distinguish the primary and secondary. Now let's take care of the remaining five people inside."

Leaning against the wall, Curly hugged the rocket launcher in his arms and added.

"When the case is over, I want to kiss you all." (End of chapter)